I lose concentration and I let it slip,
I feel it fall along the sandy grain of my finger tips,
I watch as it drops,
and I watch as it hits,
and i see when it stops
on the bottom step,
then i see as it cracks,
and begins to leak.

It trickles round, down, between my toes,
and i look up at you in the light
of the doorway,
and you look down at me in the dark water rising
at the bottom of the stairs.

It fills my mouth
and it feels my lungs
and it swallows my heart,
and i am sand now,
I am the shore,
and you are water now,
you are the ocean,
and you stand and look down
and forget i was ever there.

I lose concentration and I let it slip,
I feel it fall along the sandy grain of my finger tips.